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"Doctor, didn't you find the specific cause? Did her condition worsen, or… Oh right, Miss Sichun suddenly fainted. She might have been angered. Is there a possibility… of her fainting?"

Madam Chen's words made Ye Zhiqing's face darken.

The doctor adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze hidden by the reflection.

He pondered for a while and nodded seriously. "The patient's body is already weak. It's very likely that she fainted from anger."

Ye Zhiqing turned to look at Old Master Bo, who was standing at the side. She couldn't take it anymore.

"Old Master… Shen Fanxing… is too much!"

Old Master Bo's face darkened as he stared at the unconscious Yuan Sichun for a long time. His face trembled and he finally walked out of the room.

In the living room downstairs, Zhang had prepared a lot of fruits. After cutting them, he placed them on a plate. They were colorful and beautiful.

Xu Qingzhi sat on the sofa and ate happily.